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I am a freelance journalist living in Jerusalem. I strive to tell the truth as it is never seen in the media - the life of one Israeli trying to get along with everyone but not willing to deny her past nor her identity.

Wednesday, 24 May 2017

170524 Jerusalem Day, Manchester, President Trump

170523

23rd
May, 2017

What a
tragedy. What a ghastly tragedy. Children spending a dream night at a concert
starring their favourite pop star when an insanely radical Islamist, sent by
ISIS, blew himself up taking 22 young lives, the youngest of whom was just 8
years old. He was not poor, he was not disenfranchised, he was not an outcast –
Salman Abedi was British, a student at the University of Salford near the city
centre. He radicalised of his own accord and inculcated with ferocious savagery
which destroyed the lives of all who saw the horror, let alone suffered it. Our
hearts go out to the families of those killed and we pray for the recovery of
those injured and traumatised. I believe President Trump was right when he described
the terrorists as "losers", intentionally using a derogatory term
because any other name assumes we are terrified of them and that is exactly
what they seek.

The
highly successful visit of President Trump to the Middle East has been a call
to Islamic nations to fight and resist terror.

In
Saudi Arabia he spoke of the fact that terror affected Jews, Christians and Moslems
and he referred to Israel by name, all subjects formerly taboo in that country.
When he spoke to the assembled Islamic leaders he reiterated the need to ensure
that terror is not rewarded. His words clearly directed at Mahmoud Abbas and
many leaders in the opulent conference room who fund the stipend given as a
reward for killing Jews.

His
arrival in Israel was filled with pomp and circumstance befitting the leader of
the free world – apart from Oren Hazan's selfie which the media deemed a move
typical of Israeli chutzpah and lack of manners. In fact, while silently
cringing I didn't think it deserved the outcry it received!

The
warmth of the visit was exceptional; the Presidents speeches restrained and yet
warm. His constant referrals to Israel's Jewish heritage, our hard fought right
to be in our ancient homeland were heartwarming. His clear emotion at the
Western Wall and Ivanka's metamorphosis from Ivanka to Yael as she neared those
ancient stones and reached out gingerly to touch them was an exceptional moment.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RshI4WVsEnQ

One of
the most moving visits was by First Lady Melania Trump and Sara
Netanyahu to Hadassah Hospital to show them the wonderful co-existence between
Jews and Arabs both patients and medical staff. It was especially exciting for
me since my "new best friend" Ellen Hershkin, President of
Hadassah Women's ZOA, proudly and elegantly escorted both first ladies and
introduced them to the wonderful staff, Moslems, Christians, Druze and Jews at
all levels of medical excellence. Bravo for bringing Mrs Trump to show the
truth of our ability to live and work together if given half a chance.

Yad
Vashem
is a name that may not trip off his tongue with ease but his empathy with those
who perished and his admiration for the survivors was apparent. President Trump "gets it". https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f5lRSusVQDo

All of
my concerns as to what he was going to demand from us in his last speech
dissipated as he continued in the vein of understanding and love of Israel -
and his determination not to tell us what to do, or what not to do – just that
we need to talk. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fDIQdobpRNo

Of
course there were bloopers. Mr Netanyahu saying "the President's first
wife" instead of First Lady and Mr Trump having difficulty with the name
Manchester, but in the final analysis I believe it was a very important visit.
His popularity in the USA may be low but here he could win any election.

Last
night began the real celebration. Jerusalem Day!!!! 50 years ago,
on the 28th day of the Hebrew month of Iyar, in the year 5727,
Jerusalem was reunited after 19 years of Jordanian rule. "Har Habayit
beyadeinu" The Temple Mount is in our hands – surely a moment we can
never forget in a war that amazed the world in its brevity and drama.

Jerusalem. What a magical
sound, more of a prayer than a city. Jerusalem, her name spoken with respect
and with joy; with awe and with love – Rabbi Jonathan Sacks expresses our
feelings about her so clearly – "Jews were a circumference whose centre
was Jerusalem" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dd9PCaqWQaI

The 28th
Day of the Hebrew Month of Iyar was the day the American President swore
allegiance and friendship to Israel too, but of far greater importance, the 28th
of Iyar is the date my incredible and beautiful grand-daughter Talia was born,
in Shaare Zedek Hospital, Jerusalem, 11 years ago. An exceptional child, born
in an exceptional city, to my exceptional daughter and I was there to see her
enter this world.

Last
night, well actually in the wee small hours of this morning, Zvi arrived from
Ben Gurion Airport with precious cargo – his cousins Billy and Ruth Shapiro
flew in from Mexico – mut more about that on Friday. Of course I will write on
Friday – I don't believe I am capable of entering into Shabbat without talking
to you!

From
our home to yours, with love from Jerusalem, a troubled but glorious city which
lays before me in that View From My Veranda!

Sheila

I
end this brief missive with something very Israeli – very Jerusalem. Ephraim
Kishon was a brilliant reporter of our place and time and he wrote this
wonderful list of why this is the only country he could ever live in.

My
Country by Ephraim Kishon

This is Israel!

This is the only country where the unemployed
strike;

This is the only country where sixty year olds
still hate their tironut commander;

This is the only country where the corporals’
mother has the commander’s telephone number;

This is the only country that has a communications
satellite, but nobody lets you finish a sentence;

This is the only country hit by missiles from
Iraq, katyushas from Lebanon, suicide bombers from Gaza and rockets from Syria
yet a three-room apartment still costs more than in Paris;

This is the only country where an Israeli meal is
made from an Arab salad, Romanian kebabs, Iraqi pita and Bavarian mousse. We
must like eating ant-Semites!

This is the only country where the guy with the
open and stained shirt is the honourable Minister and the guy beside him
wearing the suit and tie is his driver;

This is the only country where the phrase “I
don’t interfere” means that I want to interfere;

This is the only country where Moslems sell sacred
souvenirs to Christians in exchange for bills that have the Rambam’s
face on them;

This is the only country where, at the age of
eighteen you leave home but at twenty-four you still live with your parents;

This is the only country where people who come to
your home for the first time ask you if it’s OK to go and take something
from the fridge;

This is the only country where you can tell what
the security situation is from the songs that are being played on the radio;

This is the only country where the rich are on the
socialist left, the poor on the capitalist right and the middle-class pays for
everything;

This is the only country where there is no problem
to get the software that launches a space shuttle, but you have to wait a week
for your washing machine to be fixed;

And only here there’s a time unit
called “sometime between 11 and 6”.

This is the only country where between the
happiest day and the saddest day there are exactly sixty seconds;

This is the only country where most people can’t
explain why they live here but they have loads of reasons why they can’t live
elsewhere;

This is the only country where
if you hate politicians, hate clerks, hate the situation, hate the taxes, hate
the quality of service, and hate the weather, it must mean that you like the
country…